post #23
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1. post anonymously unless linking to a fill posted somewhere else
2. use the subject line to indicate pairing (in alphabetical order using stage names i.e.baekhyun/chanyeol) prompt details go in the comment.
3. use necessary content warnings
4. do not embed on meme. link to images/videos. label nsfw content.
5. do not repost prompts ( Read more... )
Warning(s): Dub-Con (which is...kind of inherent in the prompt to me? tell me if it's not your cup of tea op!), slavery (which is also kind of inherent?! apologies if this isn't what you wanted! it took a darker turn in my head)
Wufan's been working in the Department of Correctional Practices for about three years now, and he's risen up the ranks like a shooting star.
He's not done too bad for himself, he thinks idly, a hand loosely curled in Minseok's hair, hips jerking lazily as he spills himself into Tao's always wicked mouth.
"Good boy," Wufan murmurs, as the cat-boy swallows, slender throat working, scrunching his face at the taste. He flicks a finger at Minseok's ears in light warning, and Minseok snaps at him, barely catching his fingers. He's never quite managed to train all the fight out of Minseok, but for the people who want Minseok, they want him hot and biting, so he guesses that's alright.
Wufan has always prided himself in bringing out the best in the boys.
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"Wufan," Tao greets lazily. "Glad you could come." His gaze drops to Minseok, who's standing in position behind Wufan, head lowered. "And who is this?" he purrs.
"Minseok," Wufan answers. "You don't touch, Tao. He's department property, and I was lucky to get him for this trip."
"Mm." Tao's eyes remain fixed on Minseok in a disturbingly familiar way. Wufan can understand why - he can barely keep his hands off Minseok himself. Minseok is already striking,with his fiery hair, fierce eyes and best of all, a subtly vulnerable slant to those cheekbones that slopes to a sweet, tight mouth. Today,the black, smooth long-sleeved shirt Wufan dressed him in reveals a milky-smooth vee of skin.
Wufan snaps his fingers. "Tao!"
Tao's eyes, when he drags them back to Wufan, are hot flints. "You've got to stop tempting me," he grouses,straightening. "Come on in."
Tao leads the way into the correctional wayhouse, situated out in the countryside to provide rehabilitation for the more hardened cats. It looks more like a domestic cottage to Wufan, honestly, with the quaint furniture and pots of cut flowers dotting the area.
They go past the living room, kitchen and a row of doors. Tao opens the very last one, and they go into a room that's more metal and sterile, lined with a glass panel at the end of the wall. A man in a lab coat, with wildly dyed hair, jumps to his feet.
"This is Sehun," Tao introduces him. "My intern. The one that almost got savaged by the cat."
Sehun bows hastily. "I - I'm glad you're here," he stammers. "I didn't... he's just so wild. I didn't mean to - I don't know what we can do," he admits miserably, cheeks flushed.
Wufan steps closer to the glass. It's fully bright inside, and the huddled figure on the small cot is probably the troublesome cat.
"It won't even eat," Tao says. "That's the problem with ferals, they stay wild for too long and when you try to bring them in again, they just can't adapt. If we can't get this one better soon, we're going to have to put him down."
"I want to try going in," Wufan says. "Get an initial feel."
"Sure," Tao replies. "You can leave your shoes or whatever you want to at the closet here. We can give it a go now."
Something thumps against Wufan's shoulder. He looks down in surprise to see Minseok headbutting him.
"What's the matter?" Wufan asks, threading a hand into Minseok's hair. There's a downcast curve to Minseok's mouth. He shakes his head unhappily, unusual for the normally boisterous cat.
"Ah," Wufan says. "I'm sorry, I forgot. Minseok doesn't like watching training," he explains to Tao and Sehun. "If you could bring him to my room first, that would be good."
Sehun ends up leading Minseok outside while Wufan strips, removing his clothes and placing them into a small locker. Tao passes him protective guards first, and he puts them on before slipping on soft, loose cotton clothes. Cats are tactile creatures, and smooth cotton usually makes them purr.
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